I do not have a cupcake carrier. This was never a problem for me since I rarely make cupcakes until last night. The icing was big and if we put any type of wrap on the plate they would have gotten smushed, so Michael put them in the middle of the back seat. He offered to have me hold the plate which in retrospect I should have done but...oh well..too late now!
All was going well until we took one turn...the plate slid over to the passenger side of the car and the cupcakes went willy nilly all over the place. There was icing everywhere. When we got to church I was able to save all but one of the little devils, it had fallen on the floor and you know we have Bear the dog who likes to ride in the car.
|The fur offender|
My mother raised me in a certain way and perhaps yours did too. If you are served something you do not care for you quietly do not eat it, you do not under any circumstances say something like "yuck", "I hate that" or questioning what is in the icing. It is interesting to me in my more mature years that I hear adults my age and older making comments such as this. What has happened to manners and just plain old being polite?